Chapter 17: The Thunder That Echoes the Unspeakable
Night time | Somewhere in the mainland
The sky rumbled violently above the secret military command post.
Rain lashed the windows in chaotic rhythms. Lightning tore across the darkened clouds like cracks in reality itself. In the eerie blue flashes of stormlight, Officer Viren sat awake, restless, agitated.
His room, though air-conditioned and soundproofed, couldn't contain the storm inside him.
He paced like a prisoner in a luxury cage.
> "Trapped. Trapped like a rat in a sinking submarine…"
Ever since Abdul's new order, the entire facility was under tighter communication lockdown. A military jammer now sealed off all unauthorized transmissions — both incoming and outgoing. Even his covert enemy channel was silenced.
Viren gritted his teeth.
> "If I don't send that info to the enemies army … if they find out survivors are still alive… they'll think I failed them. No — betrayed them."
He stopped by the window, watching lightning claw the sky.
His breath fogged the glass.
His mind fogged with panic.
> "One wrong move, and Abdul will start digging. One right move, and the enemies army will kill me for being late."
---
Elsewhere in the Base — Inside a War Chamber
Colonel Abdul stood alone in a dimly lit strategy room, arms crossed, watching digital maps flicker on a holographic table.
His heart was uneasy. The war with the enemy was intensifying. Coastal defenses were ready. Surveillance was tighter than ever.
But still — a cold, invisible hand twisted his gut.
> "Why hasn't Rana contacted me?"
> "He's never missed a check-in. He promised me he'd leave the Black Site after one final cycle."
Abdul opened a logbook — reviewing every encrypted message from the past week. Nothing from Rana.
His eyes narrowed.
> "No signals. No alerts. Not even a warning. That's not silence. That's a void."
But Abdul's hands were tied.
Due to war protocol, movement to and from Black Sites required special approval from the Joint Chiefs. He couldn't just send a search party without triggering a chain of bureaucracy.
He stared into the hologram of the island — a red dot blinking in an ocean of blue.
> "Something is happening there. I can feel it."
---
Narrator Voice:
> "The world is always mysterious. Good and evil breathe the same air. They wear the same uniforms.
But in shadows of war, their colors fade.
Only one truth can surface… but who will reach it first?"
---
Will Abdul uncover the betrayal in time?
Or will Viren find a new way to pass his deadly message… before it's too late?
The clock continues to tick. The island still waits.